In a world where aesthetics is a despotic king, where one sometimes go into debt to access an invented beauty, Traveller takes us to distant lands, where beauty has a completely different flavor, a completely different value and quite another definition…
There, beauty is found in the simple intensity of a look, in the colors that people have chosen to cherish, in the majesty of nature that constitutes their honor, in the song of a bird…
There is, in Traveller, this urgency to observe everything to capture The Moment, often ephemeral, to be able to share what not everyone has the chance to see, especially nowadays, in a Lebanon struggling to live…
Youmna Chami Clémençot is a travel enthusiast, the most distant, the most bizarre, the one that does not necessarily exist in tourist guides.
I am honored and extremely moved to have been selected by the gallerist-photographer, Maher Attar, who believed in me and gave me the chance to show for the first time, the pictorial stories of my travels. It’s a dream come true. A mad desire to finally have objective opinions on my work as a photographer.
I would be delighted to see people from all sides pass through the gallery, to meet them, to talk to them, to tell them about my photos…
Photography is an art little recognized in Lebanon and yet it is the very essence of a faithful portrait of the World. It is what brings countries together and it is what tells Our Earth.
Come many, I will be sensitive to your remarks and your reaction.
Come share my adventures and write me your impressions…
See you soon hopefully
Youmna Chami Clémençot
Bio Youmna Chami Clémençot
I’m an interior designer and passionate about art in general.
Born during the war in Lebanon, art very quickly offered itself to me as an escape.
First the poets Brassens, Barbara and Brel who taught me the Words that I started to write to tell myself stories and get out of the ambient gloom. Then came the cinema in which I immersed myself excessively by watching films from all over the World.
It was not until 2004, when I undertook my first remote journey to Vietnam, that my eyes went into a state of alert, impressed by this cultural novelty that I was discovering.
As soon as I got back home, I had to leave again, somewhere else, further away, less obvious, sometimes even more dangerous, to capture everything, freeze the detail, photograph the moment, share my rich tribulations and honor these people who hardly resemble me… They enrich me and nourish my soul.
I fell into the “pot” of travel and I am still struggling to get out of it. In vain…